Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Our 15 seconds of fame
Picture it, 1982. My father’s psychology intern somehow found the time to obtain videogame trademark licenses and develop this series of swell attire. He asked my family to pose in the flyer, which was to be distributed in handheld electronic videogames such as this keen Pacman game.
That’s me in the Frogger shirt and Donkey Kong hat. My dad’s sporting a Pacman tie that I’d kill for today. My mom’s wearing the Bezerk shirt, a game I always loved but could never really play very well. That’s my brother in the sweet Pacman shirt and hat. My sister’s sporting the lame “Hey hey hey, I love to play” shirt, and the designer of all these wonderful items is sporting a very cool Donkey Kong shirt with bumper stickers. I can’ tell you how much I wish I still had these items.
Now, I want to make one thing very, very clear to anyone reading this, this hideous woman is not related to my family in any way, shape, or form. I’ve often referred to her as being the “low self-esteem” girlfriend of the attire designer. At the time I’m sure she was the best he could do (I mean, look at him) and he was probably really proud to showcase her in his ad (“Hey baby, I’ve got a surprise for you. You’re going to be famous, baby”).
Man, Atari Pacman was so lame.